Oh, how I wish things between us would have worked out. I was falling in love with you and it was so exciting - a feeling I hadn't had since I was 17. I was so happy I found you.

Life got crazy, you got incredibly busy, and you just didn't have time for me in your life anymore. I really wish that wasn't a case. I wish things were different. But, I refuse to make someone a priority when they make me an option. I have too much self-respect for that, no matter how much I cared for you.

In the time since we parted, I have spotted 13 padiddles (you'd be proud), you've crossed my mind about 1,988 times, and my heart has skipped a beat every time I heard sirens race down the street.

I have accepted a job offer out West. I'm leaving in about a month. I hope you can find the time in your busy schedule to say goodbye - I would really love it if you could. —The Best Kind of Cheese